Totally Not In Love >Spideypool<

Strict surveillance

Peter laid in the nurses office for a about two class periods, he hadn't yet seen MJ or Harry that day and the nurse had given him stomach pills that hadn't helped at all. It wasn't just a stomach ache, it was stress, anxiety. What would SHIELD do to Wade? All of this felt like Peters fault, if he hadn't been so careless and forgetful, he wouldn't have put Wade in danger. Or Aunt May.

He picked at the threads that strayed from his T shirt hems, staring at the ceiling with a blank stare before a lady walked in. "Peter, your aunt may is here to pick you up" she said, Peter slowly getting up and slinking his bag around his arm. He nodded to the nurse and left, passing through the halls toward the office. He collided with MJ and Harry in the hallway, the two both showing immediate concern when they realized how sick Peter looked. They sent him off with a Pat on the back and some good lucks, neither of them bringing up the patty.

In result, it made him feel even worse. He already bailed on their plans enough with him being Spider-Man, he didn't want to bail on the one day he gets to hang out with his friends. Especially on his birthday, every birthday he missed with them or even missed with his aunt may, he felt even more strayed from the teenage life he's meant to have. So many things stripped away from him, he thought he could deal with it, but now Wades been taken from him too.

He met his aunt may in the car of the school parking lot, after she'd filled out some forms they were on their way home. He didn't like making May worry, but she always did one way or another. "Are you alright, Pete? If it's this college thing, we can discuss it together later"
Lightbulb!
"A-ah, right yeah it's that whole college business. I have.." Peter let out a tired breathe, his eye bags seemed to accentuate even more. "No idea which one I'll choose." He finished. May slowly nodded, turning the car wheel slowly and pulling around to their house.

"We can discuss it later tonight, you should get some rest and if you feel better you can even go to the party Harry planned and talk it over with him!" She smiled, her bright idea lifting his spirit ever so slightly. He tried his best to pull his train of thought away from Wade, and it worked for brief moments when he would speak to her with the most energy he could foster. But his mind always fell back onto the tracks in the end.

They both got out of the car, heading into the house. Pete decided he shouldn't wait and sulk around, waiting would get him nowhere. Heck, he was part of SHIELD too, he had a say in what was happening. Uncle Ben wouldn't want him to sit around and wish upon stars.
Peter called to Aunt May announcing that he'd be taking a nap, and quickly slipped into his suit. He put his game face on, his sickness and despair slowly converting into strong will to break Wade out. No biggie, it wouldn't be the first time Spider-Man's done this.

He swung onto the highest building, awaiting the perfect time to jump and swing himself onto the tricarrier. He slipped in through the top, dropping himself down into the headquarters where Fury and the other operators sat. "Spider-Man, I assume you've come to see-"
"Yeah. Where is he." Peter cut him off, the first time he did this he got thrown out of the window. But Fury continued without words, silently leading him down a hall where multiple villains were locked up. Despite how insane Wade was, Peter knew he didn't belong locked up with these guys. He shouldn't be grouped with them. Though, in everybody else's eyes, he would.

As soon as he caught sight of him, he sped in front of fury, pulling his mask off his head and touching his hands against the glass. Wade looked up, rushing over and pressing his hands across from his. The two stood in silence, Deadpool wasnt saying anything. Not making jokes, not laughing, nothing. "..are you okay Wade?" Peters suspicion rose from him, glancing at the power suppressor. "It's that thing." He pointed at the collar through the glass, Wade responded with a nod overlapped with heavy coughs. Fury raised an eyebrow, eyes squinted.